The purpose of this post is primarily to dispense hopefully somewhat more obscure information into the DPH community, and secondarily, in the interest of personal catharsis.
I have never written of my experiences anywhere before, save a few recent and since deliriously deleted live reports in this sub.
When I (21 f) was fourteen, I and a friend, on a dankrupt day, found out from bluelight that you could trip on high doses of DPH. Prior to this, I had smoked pot about a year, and had drunk a few times. Somehow we decided on 2500mg for me and 1250mg for him, using 50mg prescription pills, trip-proofed the room, put on the Mars Volta, and eagerly downed a life threatening dose of DPH.
It came on slow, and we lay side by side in my bed waiting patiently for effects.
0:45 - A marked deep feeling of weirdness had already soaked into the whole house, and I noticed the shadow of my blinds begin behaving like an EQ visualizer to the music. I asked my friend if he saw it too and he said yes.
1:00 - A rapper began masterfully rapping in clear english over every instrumental section, but without any syntax. I knew this wasn't right, but when I went to express this, I could barely muster a low croaking noise. This alarmed me, and I nudged my friend. When he opened his eyes, they were full of that chemical schizophrenic look of pure fear.
2:00? - After this, time ceased to have any relevance. The fully 3D opaque flesh ghost people paraded in and out for probably hours.
At this point, we were both mute, intermittently seizing, dehydrated to the point my eyes were rubbed raw by moving them, and lapsing in and out of the ability to understand we needed help. After a couple hours we finally got a grip enough to roll onto our faces and knees, and lay like this silently, alternating between seizures and total paralysis until we blacked out.
We woke up the next evening, still unable to stand or speak. He texted his father to pick him up and I went into the kitchen to smoke imaginary cigarettes and make invisible waffles and an entire plate of syrup.
We survived, avoided the ER, and he never touched it again. That night my boyfriend came over and found me unconscious naked in the bathroom. He held my head up, I came to, and with foam in my mouth and shaking and groaning, began trying to seduce him. He carried me to bed and patiently tried to ascertain what was happening from my delusional nonsense. I told him we'd done all sorts of drugs, most of which don't exist.
That I survived was itself a miracle.
After this I used DPH hundreds more times. Highest dose being the majority of a bottle of 1000 25mg pills. This first trip was the most enjoyable trip I've ever had. I used it to escape a lot, attempt suicide a couple times, I've taken road trips on it, gone to work, had sex, made important calls, taken tests, attended family holidays, wandered around blacked out half naked lost and cold all night, and lately have been using it in witchcraft and rituals.
I don't use anymore, though I do still binge 1-3 times a year. For seven years I used sometimes daily for months, at doses well above any trip report currently available.
I can flashback for about one hour at will, into what exactly feels like an 800mg dose, even after months of sobriety. I have awful tremors late at night or when I read reports. The brain zaps are every day life, and even just Christmas lights in a dark room cause horrid, high pressure migraines. Permanent extreme light sensitivity. Constant throbbing at the base of my skull.
My conversational memory is useless and my muscles are weak to the point I can't turn on lamps with twist/click switches or open bottles. I faint if I walk into a bright room with my eyes open, my near sight is almost blind, and far sight is unaffected.
I've completely trashed my liver and kidneys. I see the translucent 4D strings and orbs in my periphery at all times.